Melissa Stark Legs Novels & Stories

It only took a minute before she regained consciousness, and her eyes darted around the ceiling. “Did I faint?” she asked, sounding mortified. Lola scoffed. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “No, of course not. You were just tired after running up the stairs.” Melissa pressed her hands against the floor and got up on her feet. She glared at Lola, who reached under her arm to help her up. “You’d never make it as a lawyer. You’re a sucky liar,” she spat and pulled her arm free. Melissa fixed her bag on her shoulder and ran a hand through her wavy hair. “What’s going on here?” she asked and stepped into the studio apartment.

Melissa dopped her blouse to the floor and began working on her tight skirt she smiled, dropping her skirt to stand before him in her bra and panties. He groaned, his hard cock straining against his tight shorts. Melissa continued her strip tease and reached back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor. "You are so gorgeous.” He whispered, his eyes widening at her big bouncing breasts before him. Melissa stepped out of her panties and stood stark naked before him, a brazen gleam in her eyes. "So this is what theyve been enjoying"He said thickly, dropping his trousers. "You are finally half way into getting what you want! The question is are you sure you can handle all these.” She pu

Her voice was a growl, deadly and low, inches from his face. “Say that again,” she hissed. “Say it to my face like a man—since you’re so brave behind your words.” He winced, caught between pain and fear, stammering incoherently. But Melissa didn’t move. “I’ve fought for everything I have. Every title, every shoot, every damn medal,” she spat, fists clenched tightly. “And I will never let anyone reduce me—or my sister—to some pathetic stereotype for your amusement.” People were frozen. Stunned. Watching.

Owned. The air was thick with sweat, perfume, and sex. Soft moans came from dark corners. Melissa wore a tight black dress that hugged her curvy body — full breasts straining against the fabric, wide hips, and a round ass that drew eyes as she walked. Her soft pale skin glowed under the red lights, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders. Then she saw him. Master Kane stood near the bar, tall and powerful. Dark skin, broad shoulders, muscles visible under his fitted black shirt. His deep voice carried when he spoke to someone, and his eyes… those sharp eyes locked on her like he already owned her.

Alex tensed beside her, his hands gripping his chair. Melissa’s gaze raked over Lauren, slow and cruel, lingering on her dress, her ring. “Interesting,” she sneered, louder now, drawing stares. “You just can’t stop picking up my scraps, can you, Lauren? Always the sad little stray begging for what I don’t want.” Lauren flinched, her voice barely a whisper. “Melissa, please, don't do this here.” “Please?” Melissa mocked, stepping closer, her laugh sharp. “Oh, look at you…pathetic! What, did you think dressing up in that cheap silk makes you somebody? You’re a joke, Lauren…a nobody playing wife!”

Melissa, on the other hand, remains eerily composed, a hint of satisfaction playing at the corners of her lips. Unbeknownst to Terry, she had been meticulously planning this encounter, and now her scheme had come to fruition. As Melissa's mind drifts into a flashback, she recalls the conversation she had with Miranda, their heads bent together in secrecy. It was during this exchange that Melissa learned about the upcoming party Terry was hosting, an event she had no desire to attend. Miranda, a mastermind in orchestrating manipulative scenarios, outlined a plan for Melissa to follow.

39 Claiming the throne Melissa and Sebastine called on their family doctor, who came in some minutes after the call to their house, Melissa asked to be tested for pregnancy,and the doctor took and blood sample to the lab in his hospital,it's was confirmed that Melissa was pregnant ,and it's was three months and two weeks gone, Melissa was surprised cause she didn't feel anything in her stomach,she eats well sleep well and do anything she wishes to do,and moreover her stomach was flat like nothing was in there she thought.

Off I went but Stella ran after me and pulled me back, “Where the hell do you think you are going , Melissa? I am sure you don’t realize what you are doing, are you?” “Do not stop me, I need to go out there and put Rod in the box he belongs. This is damn annoying. I believe it is the same reason some customers were staring at me suspiciously as though I stole from the World Bank.” Stella pulled me closer to stroke my greasily-pressed hair, “Please don’t try to go out there, Melissa. Fifty thousand dollars is any stick of candy. If the public should set their eyes on you, they could give you the embarrassment of your life, most especially those thugs on the street. They could do anything now

Melissa's heart skipped for a brief moment. "Uhm.. just, you know.. it will be more easier if my legs aren't tied. I'd be able to do more wonders to you"Melissa said. "Wow!.. I didn't know you were this smart!" He said and loosed the rope from her legs. "Why don't you just go out and wait outside the door, once am done eating, I'll call on you so we can enjoy ourselves". "Okay, beautiful!! I'll be waiting outside!"

As for the skirt, it stopped just at the top of her thighs, paired with black stockings that did not leave much to the imagination—it was something straight out of a man's fantasy. Five minutes later, Melissa returned to the room with a breezy attitude. "You men are so weird," she said, shaking her head. "That guy was sweating bullets from pain and still asked for my number!" Felix's expression darkened instantly. "Melissa, are you seriously planning to work in that?" She blinked in confusion and glanced down at herself, even spinning around for effect. "What's wrong? You're the doctor, and I'm the nurse. Isn't this what nurses wear?"